Текст песни
Shadows on the tiles
Incense in my lungs
Teeth in every smile
Hear the dead ones hum
Black sand
On my tongue
It tastes like warning
Bare hands
Digging graves before the morning
You pray
Every word turns into cinders
I say
Every name that makes you shiver (hush)
Welcome to my black sand cathedral
Kiss the floor
Feel the cold in your teeth
I’m the quiet curse over your people
In the bones underneath
You can run from the edge of the steeple
But the ground keeps dragging your feet
Welcome to my black sand cathedral
Where your pretty little heart can’t beat
Gold ring
Spinning on the stone
Still burning
One sting
From my tongue
Your fate keeps turning
I grin
While your halo slips and fractures
Step in
Every door here leads to capture (come closer)
Welcome to my black sand cathedral
Kiss the floor
Feel the cold in your teeth
I’m the quiet curse over your people
In the bones underneath
You can run from the edge of the steeple
But the ground keeps dragging your feet
Welcome to my black sand cathedral
Where your pretty little heart can’t beat
Mother of nothing
Daughter of ash
I light the candles
You turn to glass
Kneel in the dust
Say what you’ve done
I take your shadow
You keep the sun
Welcome to my black sand cathedral
Kiss the floor
Feel the cold in your teeth
I’m the quiet curse over your people
(I’m here) in the bones underneath
You can run from the edge of the steeple
But the ground keeps dragging your feet
Welcome to my black sand cathedral
Where your pretty little heart can’t beat
